Don't Look Under the Bed (1999 TV Movie)
Larry Houdini: Fran, just because you're getting older doesn't mean you have to get old.
Larry Houdini: You know what? I think I liked you better as a boogey... peeerson!
Boogeyman: I hate to be the one to tell you but it's not too late for me to nail you.
Frances Bacon McCausland: So you just stay young forever like, Peter Pan?
Larry Houdini: Our friends grow up, and then we make new friends, friends keep you young, just like aerobics.
[does jumping jacks]
Larry Houdini: Tae-Bo, Tai Chi, all that good stuff.
Larry Houdini: Get in the bass drum, as a hiding place you can't beat it!
Frances Bacon McCausland: I'm not trying to hide, I'm chasing you.
Frances Bacon McCausland: Nobody knew who was responsible, but everybody needed someone to blame.
Larry Houdini: I am Larry Houdini.
Frances Bacon McCausland: So I guess you were almost named after Harry Houdini? Houdini isn't even a real name.
Larry Houdini: I'm not a real person.
Frances Bacon McCausland: [to Larry] Now you're a fireman? You're like one of Darwin's action figures.
Frances Bacon McCausland: [Darwin doesn't acknowledge Larry's in the room as he asks Frances about her marbles] Do you see anybody else here?
Darwin McCausland: You don't have to be snotty about it, I don't even throw marbles!
Frances Bacon McCausland: [to the boogeyman] I'm sorry, Zoe... I'm so sorry!
[nervously reaches out and holds the boogeyman's hand]
Zoe: [to Larry from behind the bedroom door, with a British accent] Actually...
[elegantly waving her hand in the air]
Zoe: it's 'boogey-person!'
[Francis steps forwards and tearfully hugs Zoe]
Frances Bacon McCausland: [narrating] Middleberg is a middle-sized town in the middle of the country. Middleberg is where I live, and so does something... else. Some people said that Middleberg was dull, that nothing ever happened here. Well, they were very wrong.
Darwin McCausland: I guess it takes a lot of imagination to become a grown-up.
Frances Bacon McCausland: It sure does, kiddo.
Ms. Readle: [to Francis' mom] Oh, what a lovely little bust you have!
[Francis' mom makes an offended face, thinking that Ms. Readle was referring to her chest, but Ms. Readle is actually referring to a plaster bust of a man on a metal frame on the table behind her]
Larry Houdini: [singing to the kids in the library] If you're Larry and you know it, clap your hands! If you're imaginary and you know it, clap your hands! If the boogeyman is scary, well then you just call on Larry, if you're Larry and you know it, clap your hands!
[Larry claps and the children clap along, cheering until the crabby librarian returns]
Larry Houdini: [Frances has just gotten out of the shower and is wearing nothing but a bath robe, she is checking herself in the mirror, and Larry appears inside the mirror, talking to Frances] Ewww! Is that a zit? Girl, you need to take care of your skin!
Frances Bacon McCausland: [looks behind her but there's nothing there] Great. I'm still dreaming.
Larry Houdini: Over here!
Frances Bacon McCausland: [looks back towards the mirror] What are you doing in there?
Larry Houdini: [dancing in the mirror] This positive to reflect?
Frances Bacon McCausland: Get out! Get out, it's creepy!
Larry Houdini: [Larry steps out of the mirror]
Frances Bacon McCausland: [appalled] How long have you been in there?
Frances Bacon McCausland: [finds Larry in the garage] You're all right.
Larry Houdini: Just all right? And I thought I was great!
Frances Bacon McCausland: Well, when you fell off the roof last night, I thought you were...
Larry Houdini: [interrupts] "Get real, Frances" if I can quote your friend Joanne - well former friend, thanks to the Boogeyman.
Larry Houdini: Are you sure you didn't do anything to make him mad?
Frances Bacon McCausland: Hello, I think I'd remember if I'd done anything to the *Boogeyman*.
Larry Houdini: [starts heading back into the garage] Okay, Frances. Okay.
Frances Bacon McCausland: [to the school staff, who doesn't see Larry on the piano] Why can't you see him? He's playing the saxophone, he's moonwalking! Why are you pretending that you can't
[turns back and he's gone]
Frances Bacon McCausland: see him?